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点击复制Let Me Ride (Explicit) - Dr. Dre/Jewell
Composed by：DR
Biatch
Creepin' down the back street on these
I got my glock cocked 'cause n***as want these
Now soon as I said it seems I got sweated
By some n***a with a tech 9 tryin' to take mine
You want to make noise make noise
I make a phone call my n***as comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their f**king heads cut off
Motherf**ker I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by-play day-by-day
Rollin' in my '4 with 16 switches
And got sounds for the b***hes clockin' all the riches
Got the hollow points for the snitches
So would you just walk on by
'Cause I'm too hard to lift
And no this ain't Aerosmith
It's the motherf**king D-R-E from the CPT
On a robbin' spree a straight G
Hop back as I pop my top ya trip
I let the hollow points commence to pop pop pop
Yeah 'cause if it don't stop
I have to put my s**t in reverse
Go back and take anothers stop
'Cause I'm
Rollin' in my six-fo'
With all the n***as saying
Swing down sweet chariot stop and let me ride
Hell yeah
Swing down sweet chariot stop and let me ride
With all the n***as saying
Swing down sweet chariot stop and let me ride
Hell yeah
Swing down sweet chariot stop and let me ride
Just another motherf**king day for Dre so I begin like this
No medallions dreadlocks or black fists it's just
That gangster glare with gangster raps
That gangster s**t that makes the gang of snaps
Word to the motherf**king streets
And word to these hyped a*s lyrics and d**e beats that I
Hit ya with that I get ya with
As I groove in my four on these hitting the switches
B***hes relax while I get my proper swerve on
Bumping like a motherf**ker ready to get my serve on
But before I hit the d**e spot
I gotta get the chronic the Reme Martin and my soda pop
Now I'm smelling like indo-nesia
Bus stop full of fly b***hes and skeezers
On my dick 'cause my four on hit
Pancake front and back side to side and all that s**t
So when I crawl I comes correct
Now if your b***h in my s**t
It's your b***h you check n***a
Now let the Chevrolet slide
As I dip a n***a trip to the south side yeah
Rollin in my six-fo' with all the b***hes sayin'
Swing down sweet chariot stop and let me ride
Hell yeah
Swing down sweet chariot stop and let me ride
Swing down sweet chariot stop and let me ride
Know what I'm sayin'
Swing down sweet chariot stop and let me ride
Check this out
The sun went down when I hit Slausson
On my way to the strip now I'm just flossing
Checking my rear view 'cause n***as they will do
Jack moves black fools 'cause I smack fools
Try to set me up for a two-eleven
F**k around and get caught up in a one-eight-seven
But I don't represent no gangbang
Some n***as like lynching but I just watch them hang
So on and so-on why don't you let me roll on
I remember back in the days when
I used to have to get my stroll on
Didn't nobody wanna speak now everybody
Peeping out they windows when
They hear me beating up the streets
Is it Dre
Is it Dre
That's what they say
Every single motherf**king day yo
But I ain't tripping I'm just kicking it
While my D's keep spinning and
These hoes keep grinning I'll be
Rollin in my six-fo'
With everybody saying
Swing down sweet chariot stop and let me ride
Hell yeah
Swing down sweet chariot stop and let me ride
With everybody sayin'
Swing down sweet chariot stop and let me ride
Hell yeah
Swing down sweet chariot stop and let me ride
Swing down sweet chariot stop and let me ride
Swing down sweet chariot stop and let me ride
Swing down sweet chariot stop and let me ride
Swing down sweet chariot stop and let me ride